Rubber Blade
12 Jul 2010 Leave a Comment
You know that feeling when it’s raining and it’s late at night and you just want to get home and it’s just drizzling, not pouring, and you have your windshield wipers set on some slow speed that you’re sure is fast enough but then the little drops of water start to collect and everything turns into something Monet would have really loved to have seen and all the lighted signs you pass and every brake light and reflection in the road is transformed into a beautiful but dangerous freeform symphony of stained glass and ocean mist and all you’re waiting on is the next swish of the wiper blades to clear everything off and make it all clear again but it seems like a month before it finally does and you’re too stubborn to just make your wipers go faster or make them clear your windshield manually because of some intimidating little voice telling you that you’ll be an outcast and the only person with their wipers going that fast even though that makes no sense at all and eventually you have to give in and do it anyway and it’s the best feeling you’ve ever felt when you finally do give in?
Well, I know that feeling.
